It feels just like yesterday when I met Wonder Boy my adopted child. He was dressed in his best shirt and tie, popping with excitement because he was meeting his new Mummy and Daddy. Fast forward five years, and this September he’s going secondary school. He’s excited. I’m terrified. My child is going to secondary school. Am I ready?
My adopted child is going to secondary school. Am I ready?
No more Olympic sprints to the school gates
When I was back in the UK, I swear I could give Usain Bolt a run for his money to get my kids through the school gates by 8.55am.
My mantra, on repeat, at increasing volume to screeching banshee level was: we’re running late, we’re going to be late, we’re late, we’re really late. WE. ARE. LATE!!! RUN!!!!!!
I’m going to miss that.
He’ll be organising his own social life
I can’t get my head around this.
My kid is going to be sorting out his own social life. He’s already making plans to meet his bestie in the park after school. Oh really. Finish your homework first!
How will I get him to do his homework when he’s too busy sorting out his social life? I’m not looking forward to the negotiations and arguments.
Apparently, they get a tonne of homework at secondary school.
The kids get a deluge of homework in France. We spend evenings and weekends memorising poetry, declining verbs, learning vocab, spellings, unravelling maths problems (in French – with a dictionary to hand). At least we are used to that.
We’re having the phone talk
The bartering has started. Of course, he wants a top of the range smartphone for that added cool as he walks to school. No way does he want a “loser phone”.
Me: “You need something that won’t get nicked.” Because no-one wants a brick! What’s wrong with that?
Wonder Boy: “But mum, if you get me an i-phone, you can track my phone and then you’ll know where I am.”
OK, good point.
Talks are ongoing. Maybe a UN resolution will be required.
Let loose on social media
What is really scaring me is letting my kid loose out in the social media world. He will want his own social media accounts to chat and snap with friends.
- He’ll start making digital friends. How will I keep track of his friends that are really just a piece of code?
- Just because it was on YouTube it doesn’t make it real or true. He is growing up unquestioningly in a world of fake news.
- OK. I’ve heard about Snap Chat, Periscope, Vines. But what is Twitch, Steam, Kik?
My child will be independent
He’s going have his first taste freedom. And how good will that be!
He can’t wait to set foot out of the front door and make his own way to school. I worry because this kid can’t find his way to the bathroom in our apartment, let alone walk to school and navigate his way through thousands of kids.
For me, this is a lesson in learning to let go.
My little boy is growing up and he needs space to become his own person. I am going to have to cut the apron strings. And no doubt in September, there will be a tear in my eye (more like blubbing) as I see my little boy walk to school.
Have you got a child going to secondary school this September? How do you feel about it? Are you ready?